Free Clipped (The Clipped Saga, 1) by Devon McCormack by Unknown Page A

out of my while we’re in there?”
    “Suit yourself.”
    Kid could hear the water slapping against Treycore’s skin. He
    wished he could have been in there, tasting that enormous cock,
    trying to see how far he could get it inside him. He might not have been able to get it in far, but he figured he could surprise Treycore
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    with how much he could take. Even if he couldn’t take it, he would do whatever he needed to so that Treycore could get off. He would lick and suck till his gums bled. He would let Treycore slap him around, spit on him, abuse him. It was a smal price to pay for the pleasure he would experience just by feeling that body against his.
    A part of him was just glad that he was going to get to be so
    close to Treycore’s hot body. He just hoped that he wouldn’t try to hump him in his sleep. That would be embarrassing.
    Kid fixed the pillows and the covers around him. When he’d
    positioned everything just right, he rested his head on the pillow. It felt so much better than the cots at Jerry’s.
    A few minutes passed before Treycore stepped out of the
    bathroom. He shifted his hands back and forth as he rubbed his
    back with a towel, leaving his nude muscles on display. Kid couldn’t help but look.
    Treycore ran the towel through his hair and tossed it in the
    bathroom.
    Making his way back to the bed, he switched off the light
    and scooted under the covers, leaving just a few inches between he and Kid.
    A streetlamp shone through the window, covering the room
    in an orange glow.
    Treycore closed his eyes, rol ed his head back. A bulge in the
    covers moved up and down.
    Waves of heat rushed through Kid. His cock couldn’t get
    much harder.
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    “You mind?” Treycore asked.
    “No.”
    Treycore’s eyes shifted to Kid’s concealed cock.
    “You wanna get off, too?”
    “Um...yeah.”
    Treycore pul ed the covers down, revealing his rigid muscles,
    tense, swel ing as he massaged his impressively massive dick.
    Kid slid his boxers down and wrapped his fingers around the
    shaft of his penis.
    “That’s a pretty good size,” Treycore said. “For a mortal, that
    is.”
    “Thanks,” Kid said, not sure whether Treycore was offering
    an insult or a compliment.
    Treycore licked his fingers, dipped his hand down and
    rubbed the liquid over his thick flesh.
    “Sorry,” he said, “I don’t have any lube. Here.”
    He licked his fingers again and wiped them across Kid’s
    head. Kid’s cock tightened as it grew even bigger. A ripple, like an electric shock, rushed from the head of his dick to the back of his pelvis. Is this realy happening? Kid wondered. He hoped it was.
    Treycore went back to stroking his own dick, rubbing his
    thumb over its head, massaging the base of his shaft with his pinky.
    He closed his eyes, tossed his head back.
    Even his thick, veiny neck muscles aroused Kid.
    “Oh, fuck yeah,” Treycore moaned.
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    Kid just wanted to sit on his cock. He wanted to feel
    Treycore’s arms around him, his fingers kneading his flesh, his
    thumbs torturing his nipples. He wanted Treycore to rol over, trap him beneath him, force his hot breath across his face and curse into his ear. But Treycore just lay beside him, jerking himself off.
    Kid scooted ever-so-slightly closer, attempting to feel
    Treycore’s body heat. Just a little. That’s al he needed. He hoped he wouldn’t notice the movement. But Treycore’s eyes squinted open.
    He looked to Kid, his blue eyes sparkling, his curling blond bangs fal ing over his eyebrows.
    “You mind givin’ me a little help?”
    Kid’s mind scattered with confusion. Did he just ask that?
    Or was that in his head?
    He stared into Treycore’s eyes, waiting to see if something
    would happen to prove he wasn’t serious. Nothing.
    Kid couldn’t restrain himself anymore. His mouth dropped
    onto Treycore’s chest, engulfing his pec.
    “Oh, fuck yeah!”
    Kid’s tongue swirled around his tit. His hand slid